To whom inscribe my charming new book—just out and with ashen pumice
 polished? Cornelius , to you! for you
 used to deem my triflings of account, and at a time when you alone of Italians
 dared unfold the ages' abstract in three chronicles—learned, by
 Jupiter !—and most
 laboriously written. Therefore take this booklet, such as it is, and, O Virgin
 Patroness, may it outlive generations more than one.